Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Past Reborn ❯ Cheena's POV ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I am not going to write this every time so listen and listen good. I do not own Trunks (wish I did) but I don't. I also do not own the names Seto and Tea. This disclaimer goes for every chapter afterwards.

Cheena's POV

People say time goes by quickly and let me tell you, they are not lying. It has been 3 years since my friend Gigi and I crashed landed on Earth after being shot down by Raditz (the jerk). Luckily for us we ran into the two boys we used to baby-sit, excuse me men. They are now men and our men at that. I still remember as I laid semi-conscious in Trunks arms, him protecting me and making sure I was safe. That was 3 years ago and now my life has changed for the better. In those 3 years, I married Trunks, the young boy I used to look after. Everyone was there for the wedding. Vegeta walked me down the aisle since I don't know my father. I'm not going to get into that story however. I smiled as Trunks said his I do and I said mine. We partied that afternoon and right beside us were our best friends, Gigi and Goten. Gigi was my bridesmaid and Goten was Trunks best man. We were at their wedding so it was only natural that they came to ours.

Trunks and I had enjoyed each other's company and grew closer as two people could become once our first child was born. We named him Li. He has Trunks hair color and eyebrow color. His hair is not like his fathers though, it's medium length. We thought our life couldn't get any better but we were wrong when we had our twins Seto and Tea. Seto has my hair color but has it shaped like Trunks. Tea has Trunks hair color but my very long hair. Li is 5 years old now and the twins are 2. Yeah, my life has changed for the better and I don't think anything can or will change that.

"Mommy, can I go outside and play?" Li asked as he looked up at me. Nodding my head, I watched as my eldest child ran out the door and took off into the cool air. Hearing the sound of crying, I quickly made my way up the stairs to their room. Pushing the door in, I looked to see Tea with a smile on her face while Seto was crying.

"Tea, what did you do?" I asked as I picked Seto up. Trunks always tells me that Tea is just like he was when he was a little boy. I tell him he was an angel but then he says that he was an angel when I watched him. When he was with just Goten, he was a little devil. I can't see him being that but Bulma always tells me its true. Cradling my youngest son in my arms I looked down to see a blue teddy bear on the floor.

"Tea did you toss his bear on the floor?" I asked. Tea shook her head from side to side as she smiled at me. Picking up the bear, I handed it to Seto. He immediately stopped crying as he held onto the bear. Sighing, I placed him back in his crib beside Tea. Seeing that they were ok, I left the room and headed back downstairs. Sitting in the living room, I just wondered when Trunks was going to come home. He went off with Goten to spar like he always did. I would go out and spar with Gigi but not as much. We both spend most of our times with our kids. Trunks spends time with his kids as well but he's always looking for a good spar with Goten or even Li for that matter.

"Hey mom, look what I got!" I heard Li yell. Walking towards the front door I look to see Li with a small chipmunk in his hand.

"That's cute Li but you can't keep him" I said. Li put on a sad face that normally would work for me but not now.

"Can I go spar with dad?" he asked me. I agreed because I love it when those two hang out together. Trunks is always telling me that he can't wait for Seto and Tea to get a little older so he can spar with them as well. He can spar with Seto but Tea is mine. I'm going to train her myself. As I watched Li take off I turn and smile at a family picture on the wall. It's a picture of me in the hospital holding Seto and Tea. Trunks is sitting on the bed beside me with one arm around me and the other holding Li on his lap. Yeah we are a perfect family, it's too bad that there is another saying and it goes all good things must come to an end.